I can't help but feel a tad nostalgic when I look at this picture, taken as it was in the days when I resided in Marylebone, and when wandering down the Edgware Road was for me a commonplace, at any time of year, and in any weather. A common sight too then, were Routemaster buses, one such here wending its way southeastwards through central London, from Paddington towards Lewisham, beneath rainy skies, splashing its iconic colour and form across an urban landscape.
It's true Routemasters still survive on London's streets (on the so-called heritage No. 9 and No.15 bus routes through the West End), and it's true that nothing lasts forever, but oh, my life, just what were they thinking when they introduced the execrable bendy buses to London's streets, those junction-blocking, fare-dodger-friendly, serpentine monstrosities, on this and ten other routes throughout central London.
I can't quite bring myself to vote for Boris in the forthcoming Mayoral Election in London this spring (I'm congenitally incapable of voting Conservative), but dear Ken, you surely and sorely try the patience of some of us, your natural supporters, with your continuing defence of such ill-conceived and alien forms of public transport on the streets of London.
The original of this photo, by the way, is a 35mm Fujichrome colour slide, digitalised by means of a Nikon film scanner.